Where does it come from... This quest, this need to solve life's mysteries when the simplest of questions can never be answered? Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we'd be better off not looking at all. Not delving, not yearning. But that's not human nature. Not the human heart. That is not why we are here.

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This quest, this need to solve life's mysteries... In the end, what does it matter when the human heart can only find meaning in the smallest of moments?